After the witch was reborn, she made all the talented people in the world of cultivation cry.

True Lord Yuan Hao was about to burst into tears. If he encountered someone who was weak, forcing them to apologize to Quan Yu would help calm the matter.

But look at how these two people are dressed, especially the little girl, who is covered in famous brands.

There are two small hairbands on the head, each with a hairband. As a master of weapon refinement, Zhenjun Yuan Hao can tell at a glance that these two ornaments can withstand Zhenjun Yuanying's blow after being activated.

Wearing rose-red robes, it can also defend against Nascent Soul monks.

Needless to say, the Liuyun boots worn on the feet can increase the monk's speed by 30.00%.

Not only are these shoes horribly expensive, but more importantly, even if you have a spiritual stone, you may not be able to buy them.

"Not to be messed with" is written all over his body, from his hair to his heels.

In particular, the Beibei wolf the little girl is riding is an eleventh-level monster.

If this wasn't the most valued direct descendant of a top-notch family, he would have written his name upside down.

Although the male Foundation Establishment cultivator who is following the little girl is slightly underdressed, he has a handsome appearance and a commendable clean and pure temperament. However, he is in his 20s and is already in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. He is not the son of an aristocratic family or a large sect. The genius cannot do it.

There are two people who are either rich or noble, and for him to indiscriminately escort people to be manipulated by you, a female devil, his Demon Sword Sect probably wants to destroy the sect!

After thinking about all this, True Lord Yuan Hao laughed along with him, "All monks in the world are friends. Give me some face to calm down your anger and anger."

Mo Quanyu rolled his eyes, "Give that pretty face to me, and I'll spare your life!"

Ye Lige narrowed his eyes slightly, almost gritting his teeth and said, "Smelly bitch, you are looking for death!"

Mo Quan's tone made his hair stand up, "Do you know who you are talking to?"

Ye Lige looked up to the sky and laughed arrogantly, "How dare a scumbag who has lived for more than 2000 years and cannot become a god dare to compete with your little ancestor in the arena of life and death?"

Mo Quanyu didn't hesitate because he was scolded or exposed, but he was scrutinized a lot more.

There was a rare moment of hesitation, and he couldn't help but look Ye Lige up and down again.

You can't tell the age of your bones, but you are so arrogant. Could it be that you are a rejuvenated old man?

Mo Quanyu is actually a bully, especially now that she is injured again.

Although neither of them used any magic power in the seemingly inconspicuous confrontation with Mo Quanyu just now, Ye Lige accurately sensed that the bitch was injured.

Suddenly, she remembered that after she obtained the Huoli Sword in her previous life, she heard someone say that Mo Quanyu had also been to the Demon Sword Sect, and more than once.

Every time I failed, I didn't know what I encountered the last time, and I almost broke my foundation.

Where will it hurt?Divine consciousness or other more fatal internal injuries?

After some weighing, Mo Quanyu decided to take a step back.

She has never been a shameless person, and when it's time to restrain herself, she shrinks back faster than anyone else.

With a big wave of his hand, "You little brat, let your elders come over."

There was no fight, just a few squabbles, and they didn't know each other, so they were just making excuses for themselves.

True Lord Yuan Hao also accompanied him with a smile, "Xiaogu, go and take this little Taoist friend to stay, choose a good guest house, and give me a discount."

Everyone took a step back. Mo Quanyu, who had the upper hand in cultivation, all retreated. Ye Lige had no reason to continue to stalk him.

Tian Qi breathed a sigh of relief, but he was very nervous.

Ye Lige paused and suddenly cursed, "Damn mother-in-law, who do you think you are? If you want to offend your little ancestor, you can offend your little ancestor. Now you haven't apologized or apologized. Should I let you go, your little ancestor?" ?”

Mo Quanyu said angrily: "Don't be so shameless, little bastard!"

Ye Lige: "Damn bitch, you're a bastard who doesn't take a shit. You're holding a share of the foreign affairs elders in Moquan Sect.

Outside, he couldn't even fight against a child whose cultivation was far inferior to his own. "

Who can bear this humiliation?

Mo Quanyu is in the late stage of Yuanying, a long-established Yuanying that has been famous for a long time.

Although she was the one who took the lead, she took a step back when it was time to take a step back. However, she was chased and scolded by a child with no hair on her head. How could she gain a foothold in the world of cultivation in the future?

Everyone knew that she was not someone to be trifled with. Although they didn't come over to watch the fun, the consciousness rising and falling all over the place had a hint of gossip.

If she didn't have a real fight with this little kid, let alone the Demon Quan Sect, it would be difficult for her to gain a foothold in the entire Western Demon Region.

Staring at Ye Lige fiercely, he gritted his teeth and agreed: "Let's go!"

Many monks suddenly emerged from the streets and alleys, and they all rushed to the Fangshi Arena.

Some people even said, "Go quickly, go quickly, you won't get a good seat if you're late!"

"Who do you bet on to win?"

"That pretty girl!"

"why?"

"It's because she cursed me what I wanted to curse and vented my anger on my behalf!"

"Yes, yes, I will bet on that girl too!"

"We are all betting on that little ancestor. He is so popular that we can't really beat him to death——"

He made a gesture, and the meaning was self-evident.

It's so abominable. We are all demon cultivators, and we are all affected by the evil spirit of Demon Quanyu.

On the other side, Tian Qi pulled Ye Lige's sleeve and cried hard, "Senior sister, don't go, don't do it for me..."

What does it sound like for a grown man to cry like this?

Ye Lige shook his cassock and said, "You are thinking too much!"

Tian Qi continued to cry, "Step back and the sky will be brighter, let's not fight!"

To be honest, although Tian Qi was the inducement, Ye Lige was really not entirely because of him.

Not to mention the embarrassment that Mo Quanyu brought to him when the sect recruited new members a few years ago, these are all trivial matters.

In his previous life, Mo Quanyu colluded with Qi Yaxin and caused his own death. This hurdle has not passed yet.

It's just that my cultivation level is still low now, so it's true that I'm not too eager to take revenge.

But when Ye Lige saw Tian Ying and Er Shuanzi behind Mo Quanyu, everything changed.

There was no way she would let Mo Quanyu take away Tian Ying and Er Shuanzi under her nose.

Since there will be a battle sooner or later, it is better to kill her openly.

There is one thing about Moquanzong that is quite upright. If there is a grudge, it will go to the arena of life and death. No one will take this as an excuse to breed disputes.

Tian Qi, who looked disgraced, also planned to squeeze Ye Lige's butt in order to boost morale.

As a result, the monks here did not know what kind of evil they had committed, but they all moved in unison to take Jiang Ye (Ye Lige) into custody.

Ye Lige rolled her eyes and said happily, "Are they all so discerning?"

It's embarrassing!

Mo Quanyu stood on the ring with sinister eyes, "Do we have a grudge?"

Ye Lige's delicate little face had a cold expression that was incompatible with his age, "How could there be a year when Zhenjun Quanyu didn't massacre a few villages and kill a wave of people, and kill people openly and covertly to sacrifice your Night Demon Sword?" ?”

So, can you count how many people you have killed and how many enemies you have made?

Now that I know I'm afraid, why did I go there so early?

True Lord Yuan Hao personally acted as the referee, "One, two, three, start!"

After the sound started, Ye Lige moved without hesitation.

She moved, Mo Quanyu also wanted to make a quick decision, she knew her own situation well.

Just as Ye Lige guessed, she was trapped in the Sword Tomb in the back mountain and was inexplicably pulled into the illusion of the ancient battlefield to fight for three days and three nights, during which she was injured by the evil energy that was as powerful as the real thing.

On the way back, not only did he not get the beloved ancient sword, he was almost ambushed by his enemy.

On weekdays, although she is irritable and unreasonable, and can be said to be murderous, she is also the best at keeping a camera and not messing with people she shouldn't mess with.

Otherwise, the grass on the grave would have grown taller long ago.

After all, he is a veteran Zhenjun with rich combat experience, and the speed of Mo Quanyu is extremely fast.

She was faster, Ye Lige was even faster, and with the help of Xiaoke's time and space technique, not even an afterimage was left behind!